“This is my sister and I will take care of her”.
These were your words when I was introduced to you many years ago as your new sister.
Thank you for fulfilling your promise to me -your little sister. As I prayed for you in the wee hours of this morning, my heart is filled with utmost gratitude to God for giving you me.
My faith in God is renewed daily as you are my perfect answered prayer to “All I hath needed thy hand hath provided”. He knew in His infinite wisdom that you are what I would need to make it through this life myself.
You have been there for me in all significant milestones in my life. Providing my numerous firsts-my first bra, my first sanitary pad, my first suitcase, my first sim card, my first apartment.
You continued the journey with me on my first day at boarding school, my first salon visit for my permed hair after secondary school, my first trip abroad, my first childbirth. The list is endless.
We have had so many adventures together, from our local mango hunting escapades with Adwoa after discarding garbage, to our refreshing and witty evenings of storytelling, rich “ab3 bu” (proverbs) competitions, to our Saturday trips to the Sunyani library.
Our new home provided its occurrences. Our long and beautiful walk from Takoradi to Sekondi with our cousin Naana (who was visiting from Accra) because we had squandered our bus fare. I can still hear our hearty laughter as we walked along the “Mpoano” (Beach) road enjoying our coconuts in the heat of the sun. The strong briny stench from the sea tickling our nostrils. We continued our loud giggles as the “Trotros” (public bus) drove past us. We were content!
As a model student, it was a joy to be associated with you as your sibling. You protected me. Gently corrected my mischievous ways.
Sorry for all the “wahala” I gave you when we were children.
In boarding school, you visited me when you could with mouth-watering delicacies and having sweet conversations with my friends. You constantly teased my friend Janet for dipping her lips in Frytol vegetable oil.
Thank you for the fights. Yes, we fought about crabs in Mama Julie’s finger-licking okro stews!
Thank you for being my role model.
Thank you for the prayer sessions, retreats and vigils.
Thank you for the sacrifices-too numerous to pen down.
Thank you for supporting me in every phase of my life.
Thank you for loving my children.
Thank you for accepting my friends and making the effort to know them for my sake.
Thank you for teaching me respect, and love for humanity.
Thank you for believing in me and my talents.
Thank you for your beauty within and without, kindness and generosity.
Thank you for teaching Esi and me the true meaning of love and sisterhood.
We have prayed together. We will stay together.
Happy birthday my first love, joy and inspiration! The 4th floor welcomes your breathtaking presence! Climb on to greater heights!!